Roy opened his eyes and sat up from the bed suddenly, his forehead hitting the top bunk board.

'Boom ......'

Roy covered his head with his hands, completely conscious.

He jumped out of bed, hurriedly put on his boots, and looked up at Claire, who was sleeping on the top bunk.

Such a big movement didn't wake Claire up.

Claire was facing outward, wrapped in the quilt, curled up.

Roy was a little weird......

When I lifted the corner of the quilt, I saw that Claire's face was red, and she seemed to be short of breath.

It was as if there was an invisible hand on his throat.

He tries to wake Claire up.

I shouted twice, but I saw that he didn't respond.

She slapped him in the face again.

I found that slapping my face was useless at all.

Through the moonlight shining through the window, Roy saw a glass of water on the table.

Reaching out and picking up the water glass, sure enough, there was still more than half a glass of water in it.

However, the ice inside has melted.

Roy tried to inject a trace of light into the water, and splashed a glass of water on Claire's face.

I don't know if it's the light or the cool water......

Claire snapped awake.

He opened his eyes, gasped for air, looked around in a bit of a panic, his eyes widened, and asked Roy:

"Roy, where are we?"

"On the Nautilus." Roy said.

Claire propped up her upper body, held the edge of the bed with her hands, and tumbled down from it.

He was obviously still a little frightened, and he looked around before remembering tonight's ball.

"I just had a dream about going back to Castleton City, and I changed 'Bernice' to a violin piece and held a school recital at the college."

I didn't expect Claire to be dreaming......

Roy was a little embarrassed for a moment, saying that he must have disturbed his sweet dream.

"How's the concert going?"

Claire stared at Roy and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I dreamed that I was late, and when I arrived at the music auditorium, you were standing on the stage......"

“……”

Roy didn't know what to say to comfort him.

It is said that there are thoughts during the day and dreams at night......

Claire continued: "...... The stage was covered with blood, and the auditorium was empty. ”

"You were carrying a bone stick with a skull and trying to hit me, so I ran out as hard as I could, and all the doors of the auditorium were locked, and I ran and ran in the corridor outside, and I ran out of breath, and I ran faster and faster, and I couldn't stop, I could only breathe desperately."

Claire said with a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Claire might have seen a nightmare, Roy condensed a faint cloud of holy light from his palm.

With a glimmer of light, Claire's face became much better.

"And then?"

Claire reached out and touched the water stains on her face, looked at Roy with some confusion and said:

"I felt a sea of water tumbling and rolling over, and I fell into the icy sea, and I woke up all at once."

Roy smiled awkwardly:

"Hey, when I woke you up, I poured a glass of water on your face......"

“……”

Roy suddenly noticed that the divine glimmer in his palm actually trembled......

Claire didn't notice, but Roy felt it very clearly.

The light is not like a candle, when blown by the wind, the flame of the candle will keep beating.

As long as Roy smoothly transmits the power of holy light outward, even under the violent storm, this divine glimmer of light can float steadily above Roy's head......

The glimmer of light in his palm trembled, obviously affected by something.

Roy put his finger to his lips, made a silent motion, and said in a low voice:

"Now is not the time to say this, do you feel that something is not quite right?"

Claire was still in a state of fresh awakening, and asked with a blank face:

"What's wrong?"

Roy opened the hatch and glanced into the hallway, where it was pitch black.

He immediately closed the door lightly and said to Claire:

"Even at night, the boat is a little too quiet."

Claire came to her senses at once, and in her pajamas, barefoot, and leaned against the door, she said to Roy:

"Let's go out and have a look."

"Put on the leather armor......" Roy reminded Claire.

"Oh!"

The two of them hurriedly put on their leather armor in the cabin, and Claire stuck her long dagger into the knob of her pants on the outside of her thigh.

Roy was more cautious, placing the iron shield on his left arm, and he pushed open the hatch and entered the hallway first.

The hallway was pitch black and eerily quiet.

A cloud of divine light floated in front of Roy, and after taking a few steps forward, he found that the moonstone magic lamps on the walls on both sides of the corridor had all lost their light.

You must know that moonstone actually emits light automatically at night.

This magic lamp will naturally light up at night.

But now that the moonstone on the wall had completely darkened, Roy walked along the corridor to the end, and found that the elven waiter who had given him and Claire a boxed fruit bowl was also sleeping soundly on a small table, with a layer of fine sweat on his forehead.

Looking at him, it was also like he was in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Roy nudged the elven attendant and found that he, like Claire, didn't react at all......

Claire pulled out a water bottle from her magical fanny pack, pulled out the lid, poured some water out of it, and slapped her hand on the elven attendant's face and forehead, but it didn't work.

On the contrary, the elven attendant seemed to have encountered something terrible in a dream, and his expression became hideous and distorted.

"Why didn't he wake up?"

Claire asked Roy, a little confused.

Roy regained access to a glass of water, and once again poured a trace of light into it.

He dipped his hand in a little holy water and poured it on the forehead of the elven attendant.

Sure enough, the elven attendant shook violently, as if he had woken up in a nightmare, sat up straight, looked around in horror, and his eyes gradually became clear as his memory recovered little by little.

Claire finally realizes that something isn't quite right.

"Is there anything you can do for both?"

The elven attendant hurriedly stood up and asked Roy and Claire.

"We're in a bit of trouble!"

Claire patted the still somewhat frightened elven waiter.

After saying that, he and Roy glanced at each other, and the two rushed up the stairs in a few steps and came directly to the deck.

The Nautilus was silent on the deck, and there was a faint mist on the deck, with the salty smell of seawater......

Sure enough, just as Roy guessed, the crew members on the deck who were on duty at night also fell asleep, and the most dangerous thing was the crew guarding the mainmast lookout, when Roy looked over, half of his body was almost hanging outside the fence of the lookout, as long as he rolled lightly, he was bound to fall off the lookout platform more than ten meters high.

It was pitch black on the Nautilus, and the elven acolytes were shivering with fear as they followed Roy and Claire......

(End of chapter)